Hers To Destroy [Alpha Series: Book 1]

WHEN I CALLED 9-1-1

The next morning I nursed my raging hangover. I always forget to keep myself hydrated and then regret it the next morning.

I dug through my memories of last night and remembered the guy at the bar, everything about him screamed danger.

My thoughts drifted to my mystery dance partner, his body was solid and his hands left tingles wherever he touched me.

Ding

[Mia: Omg what a night!]

[Me: I know right! The guy I danced with - was he hot?]

Sitting in bed I waited for Mia to respond, I pulled open my laptop and searched possible causes for a nosebleed. My neck was fine, no more soreness.

At times like this, I really wished I had a puppy or a cat to keep me distracted.

Who would believe that my mirror cracked up on its own? that I was in a car accident - I was sure of it - but my car is fine.. and I'm fine.

No one would ever believe me.

I missed my parents, they'd comfort me. I got out of bed and walked to my bedroom window, looking out at the forest while the phone rang.

"Hi honey! We were just thinking about you"

It felt so good to hear her voice.

"Hi mom, hows Grandpa"

"Baby, he's not well. He might not be able to make it. He's one strong bull, he will fight for as long as he can, but the Doctors have said it could be hours or a few days" I could hear mom sniffling

"I wish I was there, I've never met him" 

"You know they never accepted me because they were rivals, stupid men. They wanted nothing to do with us.. Your Grandma was the sweetest though. Always fighting your Grandpa to forget rivalries and that family comes first.. but she passed away before you were born. After that, well, your Grandpa had no reason to pretend anymore."

"I hope he can leave all that behind, I mean.. he's dying, and without you and daddy he'd be alone" I can't imagine anyone wanting to be alone on their deathbed.

"Don't worry about it, I'm here for your dad. He needs me through this difficult time. I'm sorry you're alone today, it's Sunday, our pancake day"

"It's okay mom, I have work at noon anyway - I'll just grab something to eat on the go"

A crow landed on our backyard fence as I spoke with my mom and dad for several more minutes, comforting them both. Reassuring them that they were doing the right thing. Dad told me stories of him and his dad when he was younger.. it's hard to believe he was talking about the same man that was fighting for his last few breaths right now.

The crow never left.

It sat there looking around the entire time.

I stood there long after I said my goodbyes to my parents, observing it's black feathers and black beak.

My doorbell rang - nearly giving me a heart attack. 

I made my way to the front door, passing the washroom where the mirror had cracked up - I'm never going in there again.

I looked into the peep hole, no one was there.

I walked over to the guest room window at the front of the house to see if I could find a retreating person.

No one.

I walked back in the living room - "ahhh!"

The crow was inside, sitting on the TV.